Chapter 536


    ncing at Huxton, Patrick asked, "How''s the investigation going, for the thing I asked you?"


    Huxton recovered and said, "Maryanne was kidnapped by us as soon as she came out of the house


    of The Cook family. After a round of interrogation, as expected, it was she who pushed madam


    down the stairs!"


    A hint of malice showed on Patrick''s face. "She admitted it herself?"


    Huxton nodded. "Maryanne refused to admit to it at first. She forced us with no choice but to use


    some tricks on her, and then she spilledter on."


    Patrick''s lips pursed into a thin line. No one could tell what he was thinking.


    Huxton continued to ask, "Mr. Hopper, Maryanne is currently in a remote ce. How do you want to


    deal with her?"


    Patrick could not help looking up at a room up the stairs. "I haven''t decided yet."


    Although it was only a short nce, Huxton noticed it.


    Surprise shed on his face. When did Mr. Hopper start thinking about others'' feelings before he


    made


    a decision?


    "Lock her up first. I''ll inform you when I''ve thought of a n," Patrick said in the end.


    "Yes, Mr. Hopper!"


    On the second floor.


    Knock, knock, knock...


    Hearing the knocks on the door, Amelia put down the game console, raised her head and asked,


    "Who is it?"


    "It''s me."


    "Dr. Scarlett?" Amelia tossed the game console aside, slipped off the bed, and opened the door.


    Dr. Scarlett stood behind the door, looking at her with a smile, and said, "Food''s ready."


    "Oh, okay!" Amelia followed her downstairs.


    While passing through the living room, Amelia caught a glimpse of Patrick and Huxton, who waited


    behind him, out of the corner of her eyes.


    This pair of master and servant loved to make fun of her as their hobby. Beholding grudge, she


    deliberately ignored them as she walked past them.


    "Mr. Hopper, Mrs. Hopper ising downstairs," Huxton reminded Patrick attentively.


    Patrick rose from his seat with a neutral face and headed for the dining table.


    Huxton followed closely behind him.


    On the other side, after seeing the delicious-looking spread of dishes on the table, Amelia gulped


    and said apologetically to Scarlett, "Dr. Scarlett, thank you for your hard work. It''s unfortunate that


    today is not the weekend, or auntie could have helped you."


    Scarlett waved her hand and said, "It''s alright. This is what I should do!"


    The rewards Patrick had given her were undoubtedly ample. Each day''s pay was equivalent to


    three months of her sry. She would not feel at ease if she did not do much work.


    It did not take long for Patrick''s tall figure to loom above Amelia.


    However, Amelia did not even spare him a nce. She chose the seat closest to the edge and sat


    down.


    Patrick raised his eyebrows. He had not even gotten to chance to get even with her, and she had


    the guts to lose her temper with him?


    "Mr. Hopper, please take a seat," said Huxton, pulling out a chair for him.


    "Hmm." Patrick sat down quietly on the chair opposite Amelia.


    The meal was prepared for Patrick and Amelia. So after Dr. Scarlett and Huxton had finished their


    tasks, they both stepped aside tactfully.


    It was a silent lunch until Patrick asked suddenly, "Amelia, are you hiding something from me?"


    Amelia swallowed the food in her mouth and said without thinking, "Nope."


    Patrick put down his chopsticks and said as if he was negotiating, "I''ll give you onest chance."


    Amelia nced at him and gave him an irrelevant answer, "Did I do something wrong again?"


    Patrick stared at her and said clearly, "It wasn''t an ident that you fell down the stairs!"


    Amelia''s pupils constricted.


    When she came back to her senses, she replied with a mindless smile, "So you''re referring to that."


    Patrick could not believe that how calm her tone was. He gripped the corner of the table tightly with


    one hand and asked, barely suppressing his anger, "Why did you cover for Maryanne?"


    She did not ask how he knew the truth because that was certainly a stupid question to ask. The only


    thing Amelia wanted to confirm was if Maryanne was still alive.


    "Where''s Maryanne? You didn''t do anything to her, did you?" Patrick stayed silent but made it clear


    that he wanted her to answer his question first.


    "Alright then." Amelia followed him. She put down her chopsticks and looked him in the eye. "I didn''t


    tell you because I''m still alive. But if you found out that it was Maryanne who pushed me down the


    stairs, she''ll definitely lose something even if she didn''t lose her life."


    Patrick gritted his teeth and asked, "Are you sympathizing with someone who wants to kill you?"


    Amelia shook her head. "It''s not sympathy. It''s because your methods scare me. Even if it''s a


    rtively harsh punishment for a small mistake, that''s fine, but I''m afraid you''ll kill her."


    Patrick said arrogantly, "I can bear the consequences of killing her!"


    Amelia quickly replied, "But I''ll be scared for you! I''ll be afraid that you''ll get into trouble one day if


    the matter is revealed!"


    Patrick''s eyes warmed, and he could not help asking for the sake of Amelia, "What if... I spare her


    life?"


    Amelia frowned. "Like Meggie?"


    Patrick''s heart skipped a beat. He had been hiding Meggie''s fate from Amelia all this while to not


    frighten her.


    However, the truth would find its way out one way or another. The report of Meggie, naked, curled


    up, and hidden beside the garbage dump, had long been shown to Amelia by her colleagues from


    the sales department.


    However, as long as he did not mention it, she would keep pretending that she did not know.


    After all, the tragedy had already happened, and asking him again would only add to each other''s


    troubles.


    Although she was dissatisfied with the way he handled Meggie, he had merely wanted to avenge


    her. He just went overboard with his methods.


    But this time, Amelia could not just stand by and watch as the ''Meggie''s incident'' reenacted itself on


    Maryanne!


    On one hand, she was lucky enough to survive. On the other hand, it was because Sierra regarded


    Maryanne as her daughter-inw, and Amelia respected Sierra as her senior.


    Moreover, it was still likely for Milton to have feelings for Maryanne. In this case, she could not let


    Patricky a finger on Maryanne.


    After giving it some thought, she realized that it was not entirely Maryanne''s fault. Sierra''s


    unintentional words had hurt her too much.


    If it was Amelia, hearing that she was anybody''s substitute, she would not be able to ept it either.


    Amelia pursed her lips and said genuinely, "Would you please spare Maryanne once, for the sake


    that I''m fine now?"


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    Patrick was displeased. "What she did was unforgivable! If I hadn''t appeared at the right time, you


    might have died!"


    Amelia sighed and said, "I know you care a lot about me..."


    Patrick restrained the urge to flip the table over.


    "Who cares about you? You haven''t even given birth to my child yet. Even if you want to die, you''ll


    have to give birth for me and The Hopper Family first!"


    "I know. You care about me," Amelia repeated what she said.


    Patrick was rendered speechless.


    Amelia smiled and said, "If I''m dead, you can find another surrogate on my behalf. But you''re so


    enraged for my safety. You clearly care about me. Stop using the baby as an excuse, okay?"